THE GLEAM OF A GOLD NUGGET…the fire in a precious gem…the geometry of a seashell…a fossil, a baseball card. Treasures all.
John Frank's poetry about the things we collect â€" at the beach, in the attic, in the mountains and desert, at flea markets â€" is a treasure itself. With handsome alluring photographs of collections and collectibles, this is a rare find â€" a keeper - to read and rediscover again and again.